I'm totally a hat guy

Ever since I got this new hat, all the mares in the field are nickering at me.

I like to graze in it.


I like to eat my grain in it.


I like to gaze upon the land with it.

New Winter Outfit

Now that I'm shaved I can run all over the place and not get all sweaty. But when night falls and temperatures drop I get really of cold. It's like being naked out in a field on a cold night, imagine that? can you imagine how it makes a young pony feel? really cold. There is a solution, and a pretty stylish one. I nice warm 200 gram plaid rug. it keeps me warm all night. Just get it off me when the sun comes out!

Shower and a Shave

I was getting really hot under the saddle. My winter coat was coming in
and I was sweating buckets. I filed a complaint with my owner, citing
the fact that I had been forced to gallop around with excessive fur. My
prayers were answered and I was given a much needed shave. Only
downside was that it required a thorough cleansing, something I'm not to fond of.

Windance Farm Jumping

A couple of weeks ago I visited a nice farm with some jumps set up in the field. We camped over night and good old time. Gail, who owns the farm, also gave us a jumping lesson. We learned a lot. Thanks to Debbie Dasker for the great photos.

Outfoxed in Gilroy

Last weekend I took a little trip out to Gilroy and took part in a hunter pace at Out foxed Farms. I went with my buddy General Mayhem, we go everywhere together. In a hunter pace two horses go around the course together and have to go at an optimum pace. I'm always trying to slow the General down, and he's always trying to get me to go faster. In the end we got a good pace and won two blue ribbons together. The General went on to win a 2nd place, and reserve high point of the day. I gave him a high hoof after that. Thanks to Laurie Zitzer for the photos.

I'm following the General in this one.

All on my own here.

Two first place ribbons, a good day.

I like Cats

Something about those furry little buggers really gets me. I like the way they smell too.

This is me smelling a cat.

Family Pictures

Yeah, I got a family, and I had a childhood. Actually I'm still in my childhood. I just turned 5, and to celebrate I'm gonna show you some pictures of my parents and of my lovely early years growing up with Leah Peasley. You can see my whole family tree here.

This is papa Darktanion.


This me and my mama, Dotago.


Here I am, just a little tike.


Here I am getting wilder and bigger.


Here I am camping last year.

Foot Trimming

Did you know that I'm a barefoot horse? This means that I don't wear shoes, and I don't have to put up with a farrier every six weeks or so. Yes, Au natural, my feet are as pure as the day they they landed on this earth.

I'm not a snob about it, some horses need shoes, some love to shoe shop and try out different styles, natural balance, plastic, all sorts of crazy styles.
The down side to being barefoot is that I have to put up with my feet being trimmed every four weeks. My owner is a cheapo, so he tries to do it himself. I have to stand there for countless hours as he grinds his metal stick on my hoof.

Here's what he did:
•Using the hoof knife he picked away at the bar until is was well below the wall and would not come into contact with a level surface before the heal or wall.
•Using a rasp, take down the hoof wall until it is level with the sole.
•Bring down the heal with the rasp, it should be higher than the hoof wall.
•Finish up with a nice 'mustang roll,' which leaves the hoof with a nice even beveled edge.

Beached Whale

I was spotted on the beach in Half Moon Bay the other day.

August 14 workout

My stall is a smelly mess. I can't wait to get back out into the pasture. I was so stoked to see my owner pull up and get me out of this box. He seemed like he was in a rush so I wasn't expecting much of a workout today, but actually we got some things done.

First things first, I had to get my roll on in the arena. After that we did a bit of ground work, some backing up and some jogging around. I got pretty excited and bit the human on his arm. I prolly won't do that again, he opened up a can of whoop ass on me. Backed me clear around the whole arena it seemed, he was mad. I started paying a little more attention. We walked over cavaletti and trot poles about 10-15 times. My legs just don't seem to want to leave the ground. Am I lazy or half elephant?

Next we went on a walk up a slightly gradated hill. I kept my head down so that I could work my quads. Feel the burn! We only walked about a half mile of so, but I expect that distance will grow as my training progresses.

Workout Schedule

I'm trying to get really fit, so I'm not such a clumsy elephant. Here's the plan

Things my owner calls me

Hi, my name is Matador, and I'm a horse. The growth on my back often calls me a number of really annoying names. Here are my least favorite and most commonly used, man my owner is such a dork.

Matadork
Mata derka derka
Materhorn
dorka dork
cart pony
fauxriesian cart pony

I don't no why I put up with this crap. I guess I know where my next carrot is coming from.